I'm still fly, I'm sky highAnd I dare anybody to try and cut my wingsI'm still pullin' out the Phantom and these haters can't stand 'emNigga, I'm still doin' my thing

I'm still fly, I'm sky highAnd I dare anybody to try and cut my wingsI'm still shuttin' cities down every time I come aroundNigga, I'm still doin' my thing

I'm still

Clean in this bitchI'm feelin' myself goddamn a nigga richAnd every time I touch it, guaranteed to be a hitAnd when them checks come, guaranteed to be a split

I'm flyer than an invitation, like I'm the informationToronto's been waiting, I'm glad ya'll been waiting patientBut I'm here now, and these niggas is old newsI mix the cocaine powder with the Pro Tools(Whip it)

Yeah crack, that's just how I double backYoropiko jeans bleeding on them white Air MaxAnd these niggas keep asking me when you gon' drop?Why the fuck you still harassing me? When's that gon' stop?

I guess it's when my album's selling in the storesAnd they sayin', 'Damn I use to know the boyNow I barely see him,' and the little kids wanna be himHe a star now, look up, you'll probably see him

I'm still fly, I'm sky highAnd I dare anybody to try and cut my wingsI'm still pullin' out the Phantom and these haters can't stand 'emNigga, I'm still doin' my thing